Kidnapped by Mr.Perfect

Chapter 8

The days seemed to be longer, being stuck in this boring house. Blake and his gang have been scoring big lately. They have been moving up in the ranks and finding out they kidnapped me, their reputation will be crushed. Blake has been pretending to keep everything hidden but with loud conversations I know everything.

"Blake we have to get rid of her. My buddy says he can do the job."

I shook. This was going to be the end of me. Only if I were to say yes to prom this would never have happened.

"Listen, lets use her. We could get her to get close to Jackson, place the chip, and we will know where the next shipment is."

"I don't know man, what if she rats us out."

"She won't I'll make sure of it"

I looked around the corner seeing Blake and Phil arguing. Blake pushed past Phil. He grabbed in his coat pulling out a gun. I ran in the room pushing Blake aside. The bullet skimmed past my leg. Blake pushed me off of him grabbing his own gun. Three gun shots went off. Blake grabbed me by my arm helping me up.

"Are you ok"

I nodded my head looking into Blake's eyes. Blake looked away, starting to rub his chin. I looked behind me to see Phil lying on the ground. Two bullet holes in his torso and one in his head. Blake grabbed the sides of my stomach, pulling me out of the room. The rest of the gang was standing in front of Blake.

"What the bell happened"

Fred pushed past Blake. He walked out of the room his head down.

"Phil's gone"

Many of them erupted in argument.

"Stop"

I blurted out. Many had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Blake shot Phil because Phil tried to kill Blake"

Fred looked at me then at Blake.

"Well we can't stay here any more and we have to get rid of her."

Fred pulled out his gun and placed the cold metal on my forehead. I looked into his icy blue eyes. After a few seconds Blake had his gun to the back of Fred's head.

"Fred put the gun down"

Fred lowed the gun. Blake grabbed Fred and pushed him aside.

"Anyone who tries to go after Jordan again, I swear I will kill you"

Fred looked down at the ground. Everyone was dead silent as they began to pack everything.

"Jordan go put these in the van"

Blake handed me some small boxes. I walked outside; the warm night air calmed me. Fred walked past me his head down.

"Fred, are you ok"

He looked up, his icy blue eyes now a dark blue.

"I'm so sorry about earlier"

"It's ok, will you help me with these boxes."

Fred laughed grabbing two of my boxes. We walked down to the van stuffing the boxes inside.

"You're pretty cool Jordan"

"Thank you Fred"

Fred and I stood there our hands intertwined together. I looked into his eyes as he looked into mine. His eyes flashed to my lips. In the matter of seconds his lips were on mine. Fred pulled away. I looked up to see Blake standing behind Fred.

"What are you doing"

Fred walked past Blake.

"It's not what it"

Blake cut me off.

"Last time I checked, Fred was the one who about killed you"

"You have made my life a living hell. I have no idea if the next time I see you I will be dead"

"Fine then go"

I looked at Blake shocked. I grabbed my bags and started to walk away. After getting a few feet away I started to run. I ran along the beach side the wind rushing my hair in all different directions. I climbed past the railing, watching all the cars go by. I waved a car down asking for a ride into town. The person drove into town dropping me off at a gas station. I walked into the gas station asking the register lady if I could borrow her phone. After calling the police I slid down the wall. I was finally going to get away.